Mortals: start with self-created body cultivation

"This is!"

"This is Kuixing Island!"

The two of them appeared on an island harbor, one behind the other.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and bursts of thunder, which was terrifying and depressing. As the old Taoist entered the surrounding area, which was originally empty, shadowy shouts of killing gradually came out, one after another, and then saw the phantoms of countless immortal cultivators in ancient costumes. Colorful formations formed around the harbor.

The old man couldn't understand what was shouted, but he just felt that something big was going to happen.

Xu Qingyang heard clearly that these phantoms were speaking in an ancient language from the ancestors' period. What they shouted was, "Sky Wind and Beast Tide". The sky wind accompanied the beast tide. This was a history of the ancestors resisting natural disasters during the barbaric period. Backtrace.

But this was not for them to watch a blockbuster movie. The old man's pupils suddenly contracted.

In the field of vision, the unreal phantom gradually became clear, as if it took them through time and space to the point where the pioneers of Kuixing Island faced natural disasters. A "black line" appeared on the endless sea level, and the field of vision was zoomed in. That's not a black line, but a huge wave that covers the sky.

Along with the huge waves came countless sounds.

At first glance, they were densely packed and countless. Looking back, they were tornadoes that followed one after another. Xu Qingyang had been living in the Sea of ​​Stars for so many years. This was the first time he had seen such a huge gust of wind.

Even listening, he had never heard of it.

This is not surprising. The environment in the human world during the barbaric period was very different from today.

At that time, the heaven and earth were full of spiritual energy, and any natural disaster could eventually cause horrific consequences. Under this "wrath of heaven", even the powerful monks in ancient times could not avoid it, but for the sake of reproduction, the survival under their feet and behind them The Blazers couldn't give in to the space.

This place is much older than the treasure-giving palace.

"Get ready, don't run around!"

I looked around and found that these phantoms were all fake. I couldn't see them or touch them, but the approaching waves of sky wind beasts and boundless waves were most likely not fake.

Cold sweat broke out on the old Taoist priest's forehead, and he kept nodding in agreement.

At this time, he finally understood why he thought he hadn't heard of a few people who had entered the inheritance space. Few people who dared to enter this place could get out alive. The difficulty setting, although it took cultivation into consideration, was not at all for the current situation. The monks were not prepared to be the strongest among the strongest. How could they withstand such an exaggerated test?

Don't talk about him, Xu Qingyang was also breathing heavily.

Holding the sword in his hand, his eyes were fixed on the approaching waves. This was the first test.

"Prepare!!"

The surrounding ancient monks shouted loudly, and the sound was not very clear under the huge waves and the weather. However, the experienced ancient monks formed a formation at the same time and linked together to form a colorful protective shield. As for Xu Qingyang and the other two, They were not sure whether they were in the protected area, and each of them was prepared.

"Coming~"

"boom!"

The unimaginable impact was overwhelming.

Xu Qingyang's center of gravity sank. At the last moment, he advanced instead of retreating. The dazzling giant statue came to life. As he pushed forward with all his strength, he collided with the huge wave. "Boom", a dull sound enveloped the surroundings and blocked it steadily. After the first wave of impact, it was like a rock, stuck in place, letting the terrifying giant current behind it continue to collide.

On the other side, the old Taoist priest took advantage of him and only withstood part of the impact, barely resisting it.

But this was far from over. The old Taoist priest was shouting something, which Xu Qingyang couldn't hear clearly. Although he couldn't hear clearly, he could see with his eyes that a huge black shadow was rushed over by the huge waves.

It’s hard to say what it is, but it’s definitely not good.

Xu Qingyang's body began to expand, and he was several feet high in just one breath. Just after he reached about seven feet, the black shadow had already revealed its outline. It was a black dragon, with its vertical pupils full of blood and blood. The bloody mouth opened wide, and the dragon's claws grabbed Xu Qingyang first, and then Like ready to tear apart the obstacles in front of you.

"Level 7!"

The seventh-level dragon, the king among demons.

In this extreme environment, the difficulty is hell-level for the golden elixir stage immortal cultivators.

Although Xu Qingyang has not reached the peak, his face is awe-inspiring and fearless. Jiao is the king of monsters, and he has the body of a human king. How can he lose his momentum?

"Boom!"

A punch was thrown out without any fanfare, and it met the dragon's claw.

The opponent carried the power of a huge wave, and Xu Qingyang rolled back off the ground. When he rolled and stabilized his body, the black dragon opened his mouth and attacked him. At this time, Xu Qingyang also climbed to his peak state, with an endless stream of majestic power, and he grabbed forward with both hands. Holding the upper and lower jaws of the dragon, with the force of the impact of the huge waves, it pushed back hard. Suddenly, the water surged violently, and the huge dragon body was thrown back uncontrollably and fell into the rear. Xu Qingyang did not let go and followed Duan Liu and Black dragons fight together.

Fighting in the sea, two behemoths struggled and slammed into the formation barrier behind them.

At that time, in other places, the phantoms of the ancients also withstood the fiercest collision. All kinds of powerful ancient treasures shone, and then they fought with the monster beasts wrapped in the water.

These monsters rushed forward like crazy.

They have no choice but to rush forward. The continuous gusting wind behind them is a fatal threat to them. There is nowhere to escape in the sky and on the ground. They can only keep running forward until the wind naturally dissipates. During this period, anything in their way will Everything in front must be destroyed quickly, and the ancients in the phantom must try their best to hunt down these monsters and reduce the burden on the formation behind them. Otherwise, if they are allowed to attack and destroy, the backside will not be able to withstand the strong wind.

This kind of cruel struggle for survival was not something that later cultivators could imagine.

Xu Qingyang didn't have the mind to think about this now. He was riding on the dragon's neck with his whole body, holding the upper jaw of the black dragon with both hands and trying hard to break it apart. The black dragon was aroused to be fierce, and his body kept rolling, and the bite force of the dragon's mouth became stronger and stronger.

If this continues, Xu Qingyang may not be able to spend it.

With extreme anxiety in his heart, the black dragon's vertical pupils shrank rapidly, as if in pain, and Xu Qingyang felt that most of the strength in his hands had disappeared.

"It's an old Taoist priest!"

His heart was filled with joy. The giant statue of Qi and Blood appeared again. The roaring waves flowed backwards. Xu Qingyang's eyes were full of madness. He stretched the dragon's mouth to the limit in one breath. Then he saw a large mass of blood mist dispersing, and the dragon's jaws were struck by him. Break it off, roll it around with the black dragon in his arms, and then grab it and insert it into the dragon's mouth. He smoothly grabs the base of the black dragon's tongue and pulls it out suddenly. "Ang~" The black dragon struggled in great pain. There was so-called terror in front of the force, and he jumped up and rushed up, hoping to neutralize Xu Qingyang's movements.

"Bang~"

One person and one dragon rushed out of the water, and Xu Qingyang suddenly felt depressed.

I saw a thick fog all around, my skin was sore, and I couldn't see my fingers. The only thing I could see was the tornado formed by countless wind blades behind me, illuminated by thunder.

"Ahhh!"

Xu Qingyang screamed loudly and pulled out his right hand with all his might, causing blood to splash into the sky.

Without stopping, they dived into the seabed. The old Taoist priest encountered trouble everywhere. After he helped solve it, the two of them tried their best to set up defenses and wait for the tornado to come.

Compared with the waves and monsters in the front, the sky wind behind is the ultimate test.